H.O.C.D || H.S

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

"What the fuck is going on?"

I blinked back up at Annie who stood in front of me, expectantly waiting.

"I... I missed you."

"You missed me?" She repeated as I nodded fiddling with the end of the chair. "Mate, you don't even know me."

"But I do!" I intervene. "You're the beautiful stripper that works here. The beautiful woman who I can't stop thinking about." She looks at me sort of... amused in a way.

"You know what kid? You're cute. I will admit that." She cracked a smile making me crack an even wider one. "But you can't just call me beautiful and expect another lap dance." She crossed her arms as I stood up shaking my head frantically.

"I don't need a lap dance though. But if it's the only way you'll let me touch you then so be it. But I want you. The real you." One of my hands softly skimmed her shoulder as she sighing slowly stepping back again.

"I barely know you Harold."

"Harry." I rephrased. "But we can change that. I just... I can't stop thinking about you. You've been on my mind constantly since yesterday and all I want to do is take you out for dinner." She seemed taken back about how forward and desperate I was.

"I-I-"

"Annie! You have five minutes of your break left!" She sighed giving a nod over at a man who I instantly disliked.

"Ok." She took off her robe and downed her beer making me flinch back.

Five minutes. Five minutes until she had to grind herself another man. Five minutes until what was purely just mine, gets ruined by somebody else.

"No." I came up and gripped her wrist as she shot her head back and narrowed her eyes confused.

"No?"

"I don't want you going out there to be touched by somebody else. You're mine." I delivered flatly as she only scoffed at me.

"It's my job Harry. And I'm not yours. I never was."

"Oh but you are." I stepped closer towering her shorter figure. "The moment you stripped for me yesterday was the moment I knew you were mine. You're all mine Annie." I tucked a piece of hair behind her ear though she only slapped my hand away.

"Are you a creep or something?"

"Only if you want me to be." She scoffed a little turned off before chucking her cigarette to the ground and squashing it underneath her heel.

"Go home Harry." She pushed me away and began back into the club. I snatched her wrist though before she turned to me defiantly.

"I don't think you understand," I started, forcibly pulling her body tight against mine. "You're mine Annie. And I don't want other men touching what's mine."

"Harry, if you don't stop, then I will call security." She warned as I shook my head lightly growling.

"You're my girl Annie and I want to take you away from here. Now." My other arm forced around her waist though she pushed against me and looked back calling security. "I will have you darling."

Just as I was about to lean down to inhale her neck, I felt a rough pair of arms yank me away from her.

"Sir, I'm afraid that you'll have to leave." A tall intimidating man dressed in black said as I shook my head.

"I'm not leaving Annie."

"Go home Harry." Annie pushed stepping back though I was held restrained by the security guard. "Just go home and get your shit together."

And with that, she walked back into work as I was shoved out and threatened to be band if I ever did this again. I'm not giving up on you Annie. I hope you know that.

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